Frankenpie

I needed to go to Aldi's on Tuesday to pick-up one thing for dinner so I called Sam on my way home from work to ask if he'd like to come with me. He said he would, so I picked him up and away we went to grab one thing for dinner. We arrived and I automatically gravitated to the wine section. Aldi's sells pretty good wine for really cheap and I was out so 6 bottles of cabernet went into the cart. I concentrated more on grabbing staples and wine counts as a staple in our household. Don't judge me, red wine is good for my heart...and my stress level. Sam kept getting distracted by all the novelty items Aldi's sells, especially around the holidays...and he was hungry. Big mistake. When I wasn't looking, he'd put three boxes of cereal in the cart. I grabbed pasta sauce, he grabbed three different kinds of specialty German mustards. While I was loading the cart with toilet paper and fresh vegetables, he was distracted by the pie filling selection. All of sudden, he said, "Honey! Look, blueberry pie filling! You can make a pie!!!!" I told him I didn't know how to make a pie and kept shopping, thinking he'd put the can back on the shelf. Nope. "I can make a pie" he said "Where's the pie crust?" I pointed to the back and kept shopping. Before I knew it, he had grabbed the blueberry and apple pie filling as well as the crust. "Honey! Do we have a pie pan?" We don't but I figured a round cake pan wasn't that much different. We finally made it out of the store after dropping over $100. At least I got the kielbasa for the jambalaya...the one thing I actually needed. We get home and while I work on dinner, Sam works on his crazy concoction...which he has named Frankenpie. He let out a couple of devilish laughs while arranging the pie crust...it was a bit disturbing how well he constructed the pie, having never made one before. But at this point in our relationship, I'm rarely surprised by the things he can do. After 40 minutes in the oven, the blueberry/apple Frankenpie was done. And it was awesome!!! The crust was cooked to flaky perfection, the filling was weirdly good considering the mix. I had warned Sam that if the Frankenpie was a success, he had created a family tradition that I would demand every Halloween from here on out. After my first bite, the tradition was firmly cemented in the McFarland family. Can't wait to taste it again next year!

 Here's the pie before more sugar and spices went on top. He also curved the smile more after I took this picture. 

Here it right out of the oven, smiling at me with a twisted expression...it was so tasty!!!